skickpowered: (so meek)
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Who: Al Amagi and Hajime Aikawa
What: GIGGLE PARTY AT AIKAWA'S oh wow
Where: Aikawa's
When: August 2 | I guess after Hajime is done with mall shenanigans
Warnings: They'll find out that the water is drugs. Don't do drugs, kids.

lets see who laughs the hardest )
chalicejoker: (Joker Guard)
[personal profile] chalicejoker
Who: Hajime Aikawa and whoever needs a giant bug in their life.
What: Hajime goes a little stir-crazy and now there's a roaming giant bug on the loose.
When: Late Wednesday evening/early Thursday morning, between 2 and 4 AM.
Where: Anywhere between Lyall's house in the suburbs and Japantown. He'll be heading for his family's restaurant, deciding against going, and turning back.

RAAAAAAAAIIIIID )
happybirthdaytoyou: (serious face)
[personal profile] happybirthdaytoyou
[There's a brief moment of silence before Eugene starts talking. He tells what follows in the same voice that he used to use to tell bedtime stories to his daughter.]

Once upon a time... )

[Another brief pause.] I'll be leaving for Japan the day after tomorrow. I found out a few days ago that my uncle--my mother's brother--was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. He's unmarried and childless. I volunteered to care for him until... until he doesn't need anyone to anymore. I've spent the last few days making preparations so that business doesn't suffer for my absence. You'll still get your birthday cakes. I left instructions for that and I'm sure Shiro will see it happens if nothing else.

I know once we leave Locke City we forget about the Secret Numbers Club. I will miss you all. I hope that you will still all be here when I come back.

[OOC: I'm having to drop, but I'm still going to be replying here and backtagging my old posts. I'd like to come back someday, though, when life is less hectic and I can handle a fast game again.]
italktofish: cap from wf.toonzone.net (Heroic Grin)
[personal profile] italktofish
[The video feed opens, and there's Arthur in a small kitchen looking excited about something.]

Guys! Guys! I FINALLY got rid of the bug infestation in my pantry--and you're NEVER going to believe how it happened!

[He'll move the camera and...that sure is a very nice, neat group of silverfish standing there. It looks sort of like he's amassed a small army; they're standing at attention in rank and file and everything.

I ASKED the silverfish to leave and they actually listened! OUTRAGEOUS!

[His grin broadens.]

I guess it's true--a fish is a fish, even if it's a bug!
chalicejoker: (Joker2)
[personal profile] chalicejoker
[The webcam feed opens to show Hajime's darkened apartment. The lights are off, the curtains are drawn, and a hulking figure can be seen moving around in the shadows. He's moving too fast and too much to get a clear look at him for very long, though the green orb on his chest is slightly luminescent. He's so distraught, he hasn't realized he even activated the webcam. He thought he was just switching on the mic for audio.]

I...I can't stay here. I can't let anyone find me like this. But I don't think I can get out of here on my own without anyone seeing me...

[Hajime is doing his best to keep his voice calm, but there's no denying the fact that he sounds quite shaken. It's still recognizable as his voice, although it sounds a little rougher than usual.]

I changed. I...tried to fight it, but...it...it was just like I remembered...and I can't hide the belt anymore, not that it matters...

[He is this close to having a massive freakout right then and there. Staying calm after turning into some kind of a bug monster is really hard, especially when you were normal--or as close to normal as Hajime gets these days--an hour ago. He's going through the room, trying to figure out what, if anything, he'll be bringing with him when he leaves. It's at this point that he realizes the webcam's on, and a green, clawed, and definitely inhuman hand will reach out to cover it.]
skickpowered: (it will be alright)
[personal profile] skickpowered
[Al's been quiet for the past few weeks, part of it was because he was under the watchful eyes of his boss, the other would be playing around with his new toy. But hey, today's the day he finally breaks his silence.]

Hello? Can anyone hear me? If you do, then I guess it's working! Yay, finally!

[And Al grins, though it's not like anyone would see that.]

But... I'm still kinda stumped about what else this thing does.

[There's a sound, as if something, like a drawer sliding out to open. And once that's done, there should a voice shouting out "GOTCHA!" afterwards.]

I think I'm supposed to insert something into it. But I'm not sure what...
reapsthewind: (what the fuck)
[personal profile] reapsthewind
[god i need more icons. Red text means she's speaking Cybertronian (decepticon dialect), so you'll only understand that if, well, you speak Cybertronian.

Chris is doing a video post, which is weird, because she never does that. It's pretty dark in her room, actually -- you can barely make out behind her a few of her prototype hand-made drones (which she uses for home-testing avionics software and AI) and more half-finished model planes than anyone should own.

The elephant (s) in the room of course are those arms, which are now fully visible: metal from the shoulder down, white to the elbow and then dark blue to the fingers. Between the metal plates, there's the faint glow of what looks like violet circuitry. Her eyes also seem very slightly brighter than they were before, the irises just a little bigger.

She looks awful; pale and shaken, like she hasn't slept in a few days.
]

I, um.

[She speaks pretty quietly, runs a hand through her hair, takes a deep breath. Her hands are shaking pretty significantly.]

Can't type well yet. Not used to the arms. They also, um, shake, and hurt. I think they are low on power, I don't have an energon source,, whatever energon is, because honestly I have no idea except that I'd need it to fuel these?

Sorry, I hate... hate doing posts where you can hear my voice. I hate my voice, did you know that? Haha.

[She starts wringing her hands, still not really looking at the camera, and then stops when she accidentally pulls her left thumb out, basically starting to cause her arm to transform slightly into a different configuration. She stops, stares, and then gently pushes it back where it belongs.]

Which is funny, right, because I won't fucking shut up in real life, most of the time? But when I was a kid I hated the sound of my own voice and I think it's the audio recording thing, in that when I hear it recorded it makes it worse, so I don't like having it exist in a space where I can hear it...

...

That's not the point of this post, I don't know what the hell I'm doing. Um.

[She runs her hands through her hair, then clasps her hands and rests her chin on them, elbows on the desk, finally facing the camera, though not looking into it.]

I, uh. I put everyone in danger. I'm sorry, god, it was my fault. I should have... I should have fucking known better, go investigate the mine! Ha ha, great plan, when all the info we got was probably planted by Thunder Corp, when another group went already and didn't even FIND anything, of course they were watching it, and went ah, bet the idiots will come back, let's plant a thing that looks like answers and kill 'em and Primus.

people almost died.

[she closes her eyes]

People almost died and I feel like it was my fault. I'm sorry. Primus I'm sorry. I, uh. Um.

[She's shaking a lot harder now.]

I'm going to turn off this video feed, now, and um, maybe try to sleep, but god I am so sorry.
reapsthewind: (that's commander starscream to you)
[personal profile] reapsthewind
Who: frankly anybody, even if you're new
What: Going to explore a mine! Finding a Sage who claims to know what's going on! Except...
Where: abandoned coal mine
When: Wednesday during the day. SKIP CLASS, I GUESS.

I figure we'll just start with Chris' team doing exploration, until the modly folk decide to show up with the Sage himself, and then... go from there.
wannabered: (What has been seen)
[personal profile] wannabered
[Tom had chosen to type the numbers into his nondescript smartphone, everyone getting a nice view of his face and the under furnished apartment behind him.]

Now, can someone tell me what exactly is going on? I'm looking back and I'm seeing people talking about monsters and the police and someone dying? Is this some local joke or something? One of those weird roleplay forum things? Viral marketing?

[Poor Tom looks so confused as his free hand toys with the scarf around his neck.]

First there's that light in the sky, then the numbers for this network pops into my head, and then I suddenly find out I'm wearing a scarf. Things have been pretty normal since then, I knew the east coast was weird, but I didn't think this weird.

I'm Thomas by the way, moved into Locke city back in March.
happybirthdaytoyou: (beyond infinity)
[personal profile] happybirthdaytoyou
[Eugene has chosen to write his numbers in frosting on a shiny reflective worktable in the back of the main branch of MAGNIFICENT BAKERY. Mort and Rhonda are lucky he didn't do the same thing on the living room coffee table. Because of this, the first thing anyone sees is the bakery ceiling while a deep voice shouts from off to the side:]

SO! By way of these secret numbers, I have gained access to an equally secret supernatural network! MAGNIFICENT!

[And now the owner of that voice is leaning over the table. He appears to be a middle-aged Japanese-American man, wearing chef's whites, with a streak of flour on his cheek and a very manic expression covering the rest of his face. It's a face that many people in the numbers club have probably seen before on bus shelter advertisements.]

I look forward to learning more about this secret numbers club! However, there is one thing I must know first!

… when are your birthdays?

[How else is he going to know when to make the cakes?]

01 | Video

Jun. 5th, 2013 10:05 pm
talktothedoll: (so the can opens into a robot dinosaur)
[personal profile] talktothedoll
[The video feed cuts on, revealing a small psychiatrist's office. It's neatly-kept, and degrees can be seen hanging on the wall behind the man who connected his computer and a webcam to the network. It's an act of trust on his part; with what he's about to say, he's guessing an open video transmission will lend a bit more credibility to his offer. He will offer a small nod of greeting before beginning to speak.]

I suppose there's no better way to jump into things than to introduce myself. My name is Dr. Mort Yokugawa. I'd...well, I'd like to help, if I can. I've looked over some of what's been going on here, and I can imagine it's difficult to deal with for some of you.

For what it's worth, I'm a psychiatrist. I can't claim to have a complete understanding of what's going on here, but my office is always available to anyone who needs to talk.
iaijutsu: (Estrogen.)
[personal profile] iaijutsu
I've seen several people recently mention seeing "small, hairy men." I haven't seen anything of the sort myself, but I'd like to know if anyone has anything more to add to that description, or if anyone saw them doing anything specific.

If anyone managed to catch a picture, that would be even more helpful, but I'll take anything you can give me.


[Yeah, somebody's updating the newbie FAQ.]
skickpowered: (did i do wrong?)
[personal profile] skickpowered
Who: Al and Hajime
What: Two tokusatsu characters facing another Monster of the Week Vermedi Encounter
Where: Outside of Aikawa's
When: Tuesday night
Warnings: idk it may end up like another episode of power rangers

this will be a fun night for the two )
controlsdesire: (all you got was my immature love.)
[personal profile] controlsdesire
who: Shuji Kiyokumi and whoever wishes to annoy meet him.
what: Going through a normal day and being social. For once.
where: Locke City's Police Station to begin; Aikawa's later on
when: May 27th, all day.
warnings: Shuji being a jerk?

my head is swaying a bit today. )
controlsdesire: (there's no second chance.)
[personal profile] controlsdesire
[The author of this particular addition to the network seems to understand as much as any other newcomer at first. The numbers had been stuck in his head starting a few days after his arrival into the city, though the event that sparked it was something he had barely noticed. An emotion had pulled at him since then. However, it wasn't particularly jarring or life changing, aside from the fact that he rarely felt any sort of emotion in his every day life.

A carefully handwritten message appears on the network, entirely in Japanese.]


It's not going away.

What does it mean?


[About half an hour later, another message appears on the network. This time, it's a text. It's also in English.]

Nevermind. I found what I was looking for.
skickpowered: (your guardian angel)
[personal profile] skickpowered
We had Nabe tonight~! (≧∇≦)/


[Al puts up a picture of some tasty hot pot on the table.]


Well we're not celebrating anything right at that time...

Plus, I guess my auntie was in the mood to cook Nabe anyway.

But either way, it's delicious~!

So delicious~! ( ^∇^)~♥



[Unaware to the poster, his entry somehow shows up in the network. The entire entry is actually written in Japanese. So, uh... those who aren't well versed in the language may not be able to understand.]